At the Mill

Before you enjoy your meal…

Kozlovice used to be also the place to go fishing or mushrooming. Even Jan Werich, who was an ardent angler, used to fish for trout in the rocky river bed of the Ondřejnice river. The lads of Kozlovice were able to catch trout with their bare hands under the river bank and they “weren’t ’fraid of vermin”. If you feel like trout for lunch today, visit our “U Mlynářky” restaurant in the premises of the “Na mlýně” park.

We serve e.g. Mill-Style Trout with Almonds or Wallachian Trout with Garlic and Bacon. Our menu comprises also other meat and vegetable specialties.

Christmas Eve table prepared by folk writer Matylda Sysalová, or old eating habits of Kozlovice

Christmas pastry used to be represented esp. by the so-called “lopaťaky”. These were large round cakes, baked in the baker’s oven with a tasty spread – made of poppy seed, cheese, dried fruit or cabbage. While farmers used to bake cakes from white flour, their helpers used eat cakes from the seconds. On the St. Stephen’s Day the helpers used to leave for their vacation and as a hamper they received a big loaf of bread called “new summer”. The housewives were very particular about baking this type of bread. Before they put it in the oven they decorated the loaf with circles using a cup":null or a glass and in the middle of the loaf they marked “keys to the granary”.

The Christmas dinner used to be very rich even in ordinary cottages. Peas or bean soup, semolina pudding, and baked potatoes with buttermilk were served. Later the baked cakes – “lopaťaky” were accompanied by white coffee or tea. Again the farmers prepared better food since Christmas was the time when they slaughtered a pig. At Shrovetide those who were well-off used to eat properly. Also minor farmers often killed some small stock. Only cottiers were miserable.

For Christmas dinner we used to eat white host wafers which we had bought. Mummy used to spread them with honey, and break them into pieces which she handed out to all family members. We ate them with reverence…

A St. Stephen’s Day carol sung by grooms to their farmers …
God bless you generous housewife, for your presents,
and to you, farmer, I wish
plentiful gardens, glades and fields
bearing plums, apples, oats and grains.
May your every cow calve, and nurse a calf,
and hens hatch chicken three times a year.
May your sows, pigs and suckers
squeal and multiply.
And the hen calls “cluck!”, “cluck!” and the duck goes “quack”, “quack”
to honour the farmer, the good man.

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